Fang Wuhan squatted on the roof of the low building for a long time, and he also picked up many stones from the roof and threw them in all directions, just to see if there were any mutated zombies in ambush nearby, but he threw them around, and they were all the most ordinary little zombies.

He breathed a sigh of relief, jumped straight from the low building, and swaggered towards the five-story building.

There was only one gate in the building in his sight, which were two huge glass doors, and a large anti-theft lock locked the two glass doors, although this lock was difficult to violently tear down, it was still easy to pry open; Thinking about it, he pulled a thin wire from the sheath of the Ninja Blade, inserted it into the keyhole, and tinkered with it.

The little zombies nearby also spotted him, and they rushed to him from all directions, and he finally opened the iron lock, and smashed the heads of those zombies one by one with the lock. "It's so enjoyable!" He muttered, threw down the lock, and walked into the dark stairwell of the building.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the stairwell where he couldn't see his fingers, he had a feeling of lack of oxygen, the stairs were slippery, it should have been a layer of moss, the more he went up, the less moss there was, and the air gradually became normal; He turned on the flashlight, pinned it to his shoulder, and climbed up layer by layer, the slight sound of footsteps echoing through the stairwell.

It stands to reason that there should be some zombie roars here, but the strange thing is that he can even hear his heartbeat when it is quiet here, but he just doesn't hear any noise, this black space is so quiet and terrifying, he can't help but get nervous.

Finally, on the fourth floor, the light from the flashlight was shining on the sign of the health club, and the roller shutter door below the club was ajar, and he had to half-crouch to walk in.

When he came, he deliberately read Dissius's diary again, and was sure that it was this fitness club, but he didn't understand, he remembered that Dissiusor had never been to this place once before his death, but why did he write in his diary that the illusion was set here?

Thinking about it, he slipped under the roller shutter door. The club was as quiet as the stairwell, and he hadn't seen a zombie since he entered the building; He walked slowly forward, the light of the flashlight sweeping around every corner, but finding no useful clues.

As the name suggests, there are some fitness equipment here, and there are still a lot of blood stains on the marble floor, which should be a few days ago when the end of the world was just approaching, and people were fighting for resources here.

There was a slight crash behind him, and he turned around to see a zombie with a mutant defense getting up from under a treadmill, its godless eyes staring at him as if they were going to tear him apart.

A bone tumor the size of a basketball grew out of the shoulder of this zombie, and the bone tumor grew along the skin, forming a bone armor that could protect half of the body, although Fang Wuhan was startled, but this mutation had not yet taken shape, its armor only protected half of its body, and the other half had no defense.

With a single slash, he slashed the zombie's head open along with the armor around its neck.

The zombie's head hit the ground, and there was a dull crashing sound, and countless corpse roars rang out around it.

"These things are really well hidden." Fang Wuhan muttered, ready for battle, the purpose of his coming this time was to find the clues left by Di Xiusuo, so he couldn't avoid a bloody battle with these zombies, only by killing all the zombies here, he could find what he wanted with peace of mind.

There are a few zombies here that look like they came out of the "gym", and they have a lot more muscles than the ordinary zombies outside, and this "qualification" makes most of them have offensive mutations, some zombies directly turn their hands into big knives or sledgehammers, and some zombies are mutated nails, which grow directly from the fingertips up to half a meter long and covered with blood grooves and barbed nails.

"If I had your nails, a finger could wipe you all out!" Fang Wuhan looked at the zombie with a mutated fingernail and said, swinging a knife to cut off its hands, the zombie was instantly gone, and walked around him aimlessly.

Suddenly, Fang Wuhan heard a rapid sound of tearing wind behind him, he subconsciously bent over, but was just pounced on his back by the zombie, the zombie opened his mouth to bite his carotid artery, he was also taken aback, he didn't expect that there were zombies with sudden speed changes here, this kind of zombies generally have the ability to hurry, but their attack power is very average, just like the one on his back, its arms are as thin as dead branches, Fang Wuhan blocked its head with one hand, it was very hard and couldn't reach Fang Wuhan's neck.

"Your MD is still going to continue to mutate and mutate again, and then attack Lao Tzu!" He threw the zombie off his back and threw it to the ground like a mouse, and the sound of the skull shattering was heard, and the zombie fell to the ground and convulsed twice, never moving again.

There is no "big boss" level among these zombies, and the degree of mutation is also very low, Fang Wuhan didn't take much effort to clear this place, he circled around this small fitness club several times, and really didn't find any useful clues, so he set his eyes on the door in the corner of the club, and on the other side of the door was the English training class.

But he was puzzled, Decusor had written in his diary that the illusion was set in a health club, but why did he hide the things of the English training class in a tin box......

He took out the thin wire again, and it took dozens of seconds to pry open the security door that looked "indestructible", in fact, this floor is a whole, but it is this wall that divides the four floors of this building into two institutions, a health club, and an English training class.

Unlike the club, the English course was divided into many classrooms and offices, and he didn't want to use a knife to violently break down the doors, which might cause him a lot of unnecessary trouble, so he preferred to spend more time priing open the doors than violently breaking them.

Most of these rooms were empty, except for the desks, which were small benches, and there was nothing to do with letters, and he even looked at the holes in each desk, but found nothing useful, until he reached the end of the hallway, and only the last two rooms remained.

The door lock was pried open, Fang Wuhan pushed the door in, from the structure of this room is an office, there are only two desks, a sofa and a few small benches, he carefully searched every corner of the room with a flashlight, and finally found an exciting result on the wall behind the sofa!

On that wall is written in colored characters the name of the English training school, and below it is the name of the school translated into English, except for "E."

Except for the word "glish" is deducted, the other characters are glued to the wall intact!

"Hmph...... Decius...... You haven't been hiding enough this time......" He muttered to himself, untying the small tin box from his back and pulling out the letters from it.

As he put the letters back one by one, his nerves tensed, he didn't know what was going to happen, and his senses were accurate to the extreme; His heart was beating rapidly, but nothing changed around him.

Until all the letters were put together and put together, the characters on the wall became complete, and nothing changed around them, the world was still so quiet, except for his own heartbeat, Fang Wuhan could no longer hear anything else.

A layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

It was only then that he discovered a strange phenomenon - after he entered this English training institution, he didn't even find a single zombie! The ground here is also very clean, like ...... It's like school is out...... He swallowed and walked out of the office to the opposite room......

The door of the opposite room was hidden, he pushed the door open, and almost fell down the stairs, but he didn't expect that behind this door was another stairwell, but it was pretending to be an ordinary room......

This puzzle-solving road made Fang Wuhan feel very uncomfortable, his spirit was a little anxious, it was not the pressure that Di Xiusuo brought him, but the fact that this place actually had an atmosphere that he had never experienced since the end of the world...... A...... Feeling of depression......

The staircase in front of him was very depressing, he didn't know whether he should go down or go back to the English training class and health club to have a look, just as he was struggling, a hoarse cough suddenly came from the dark and empty corridor and tensed his nerves to the extreme, his senses seemed to be torn, he stayed in place, and the cough just now was repeated in his head countless times...... Low and hoarse, like an old wizard in a black castle in Western Europe during the Middle Ages......